Monday, December 01, 2003

Every Tide Soaked Load Will Go Through The Wash Equally, Willingly, Pleasantly

It is 1351 on this lovely monday afternoon. I am at home. I have a mission at 2300hrs. That kicks buttocks. That means I'll only be at work for the length of one mission and I wont' have to go in tomorrow until noon! That is totally the wicked awsomist. I bought a new phone. I had to. I have horrible luck with TELAphonies. Phoney Balogna! I now own a black, yellow, and gray vtech 2.4 gig phone and it stands proudly over my laundery baskets and book shelves. He's a coaxer. The phone is my apartment's very own motivational speaker.

Happy to hear you two had a good road trip. I was going to go on a trip this break. But decided not to. I was going to go to Birmingham and take pictures of high high bluffs and cliffs. It's weird to see them.

Capes and Limbs,
Mungo (de Bungalow)

Song of the Day: The Strokes - "12:51"